Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke

Man, I gotta stop smoking this
'Cause that gon' straight
I stop and I won't stop, ha, ha, ha, ha
Damn, yeah, straight

microphones is mines, I seen you scopin'
I'm hopin' that you step so I can your chest open
This is how I am, this is my
Don't try to battle me, I cause

And this is how it is when the put to torture
MC's done tried to step but I ya
I'm like a sorcerer, magical with
I'm one of a kind, my lines too inclined for mind

And that's the way it is, you see me so don't even try
I wonder why MC's tried to step in and they died
Now I be that MC, you see that
Lyricist that breaks MC's

Matter of a fact ain't the way you should do it
This is how it is in
I know this MC cant get close
Cause I rock shit from the to the east coast

Why they wanna fuck my smoke?
Why wanna fuck with my smoke?
Kurupt tell me, why wanna fuck?

Now I'm rollin' in the fast tryin' to find the right lane
I'm spittin' like big pimpin' is my name
I need a flame, so I can get shit lit
Its snoop dogg, I'm bout to me a hit

I got my nigga kingpin to the right
And we plan on all night
And we through my nigga named priest gon' increase the peace
Blaze up another sack, get your creased

'Cause on and poppin', ain't no stopping
is on the mic I'm lyrically hoppin'
Poppin' like a motherfuckin' strap
Don't talk shit cause best to watch your back

Because umm, why you we creepin'
And um, we got a fat sack of blueberries, scary
My brother told me one day
He snoop when you reach the top will you please blaze a J

For me and my homie J D O G, in the penitentiary but see
Its still cool to me I'ma swing it on bring it on
Got another fat so blaze up the ozone
It on like that we aint no

So motherfuckin' off or jack off for my smoke, smoke, smoke

Why they wanna fuck my smoke?
tell me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
They say no to dope and ugh to
But motherfuck that I'm a motherfuckin' nigga

Why they fuck with my smoke?
Somebody tell me why they wanna with my smoke?
They say no to and ugh to drugs
But motherfuck that I'm a motherfuckin' thug

stay open, under water hydro
Orange fire and chronic out the door
Dogg soprano, sugar the pimp
Been had hoe's, been chips

out gangsta shit like haa chooo
In a ride, ahh with with red haa shoes
Tha relatives, how gangsta is
Half my life blowin' do do wit a in my lap

Just goin' out the ills and its niggaz
Kickin' niggaz door down and niggaz
In the fence for a week and its perkin'
You niggaz some gangstaz you some working niggaz

no mo silent niggaz
My prediction, 2004 gon' be hoes and snitchin' niggaz
Or peepin' out the barrel of a 40
Hood on hood crime, homies killing

[Unverified] to Harlem, flippin' we ballin'
nuttin' better than being young gangsta and ballin'
Blowed mind, probably be the high some more
Master marna for the law

I'm from the 619, home of the corca
holders with pistolas and purple morta
Americas find me north of tha border
Please, no seeds, bread cost an awful lot

Chay on a borca, slide in croca's
Splitters or the swishers, twisters, hundred cars
This for big tony, in the yinta
Inglewood to tango, relativez the

Why they wanna fuck with my
tell me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
They say no to dope and ugh to
But motherfuck that I'm a thug nigga

Why they fuck with my smoke?
Somebody me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
They say no to dope and ugh to
But motherfuck I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga

Why they fuck with my smoke?
Somebody tell me why they wanna fuck my smoke?
say no to dope and ugh to drugs
But motherfuck I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga